Sorry I'm so late guys. I got distracted by bideo games. What can ya do?
Day 17 – Life Swap
"This is impossible!" Adrien threw his flour caked hands in the air.
"Well, what'd you expect?" Plagg mocked from the corner of the kitchen. "You've never cooked in your life, much less baked."
Adrien threw him a scowl. "Not. Helping."
Plagg rolled his eyes and moved to hover over the recipe book. "Alright, what can I do?"
"Can you tell me what 'soft peaks' means?"
Plagg stared at him. "Kid, the only thing I know anything about is cheese."
Adrien hit his head against the kitchen counter. "Why on earth did I think I could do this? The video made it look so easy."
Plagg gave him a sympathetic look and pat his shoulder. "Maybe you could try making something easier?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know. Maybe cheese balls? I'm sure any other dessert you try to make would be easier than macarons."
"True," Adrien pondered for a moment. "What if I made cookies? I think my mom had a recipe." He flipped through the recipe book to find the dessert section and surveyed the guide. "Almond cookies, baked Alaska, carrot cake…. Aha! Chocolate chip cookies!"
Adrien read through the ingredient list before rushing over to the pantry, his inspiration reignited.
"Hey, kid?" Plagg called out over the ruckus. "Why are you so set on baking her something anyway? Doesn't she live in a bakery?"
"I thought it could be a way to get to know her better," Adrien reasoned. "I mean, if I show her what I made, I could ask her for advice and then we'd go to her house and bake together and she'd get dough on her cheek and I'd brush it off with my thumb and then she'll kiss me and then we'll get married and I can model for her super successful fashion empire and raise our children and then we'll get a dog and maybe a hamster and we'll name it—"
"Whoa, Adrien!" Plagg drew him out of his daydream. "I get it, but let's just start with showing her what you made. Ok?"
Adrien blushed. "Yeah, sounds good."
Plagg didn't mention Adrien's weird tangent again while the cookies were finishing baking, which he was very happy about. Also, the cookies turned out really good.
Although, Plagg was impressed by them, which made Adrien question whether or not they tasted how they were supposed to.
"Alright, then," Adrien said as he sealed the last of the cookies into a container. "I really hope she likes them."
"Me too," Plagg muttered. "Then I can stop hearing about how amazing she is."
"Oh hush, Plagg," Adrien teased back. "I have to listen to you talk about cheese almost all day long, so I think you're going to be fine."
Plagg smiled to himself as they made their way to their room. If only Adrien knew he'd been talking on and on about the exact same girl for the past year. The kwami snickered to himself. Oh, the irony.